Burying the Past (2012)
“If they needed to justify time out, then they could point to the ordered chaos of the house and the garden, neither of which they dared invade, and the still-pristine state of the Winnebago, though Fran had insisted on a flap of a tiny fluffy duster and a whizz round with a mini-vac. Housekeeping heaven.
They weren’t surprised that their presence at the match didn’t cause any comment, but both had expected a little conversation from the people in the Three Tuns, whether welcoming, which would h...ave been nice, or expressing disbelief that anyone could have been crazy enough to take on the rectory. Amusement or resentment at the arrival of the Winnebago. Anything.
Eventually, Mark held up a finger. ‘Listen to the accents. Shit, everyone’s a weekender. I doubt if there’s a single local here.’ Fran pointed to the menu. ‘Even the lamb’s from Wales.’ ‘No matter, sweetheart – the idea was for us to get out and be coddled, not for you to ask questions about Marion Lovage.’ ‘I never!MoreLess
They weren’t surprised that their presence at the match didn’t cause any comment, but both had expected a little conversation from the people in the Three Tuns, whether welcoming, which would h...ave been nice, or expressing disbelief that anyone could have been crazy enough to take on the rectory. Amusement or resentment at the arrival of the Winnebago. Anything.
Eventually, Mark held up a finger. ‘Listen to the accents. Shit, everyone’s a weekender. I doubt if there’s a single local here.’ Fran pointed to the menu. ‘Even the lamb’s from Wales.’ ‘No matter, sweetheart – the idea was for us to get out and be coddled, not for you to ask questions about Marion Lovage.’ ‘I never!MoreLess
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